I am honestly exhausted today. Managed to get H and I out for half an hour and it's drained me. Haven't had a bad day like this for a long time and it honestly terrifies me as a mummy because of how's reliant H is on me ☹️
It's sad that I'm slightly jealous of my mum and sister both being stuck on the ferry (seperate cars) and managed to chat with each other. Not seen my mum since the first January and that's the hardest part🤡
Day *lost fucking count* of my son reminding me on why to not have any more children - poured his cheerios on the carpet and then got on his hands and needs and continued to eat it like a dog ✌🏻Only my sweet blue eyed bastard of a son. Off I go to scrub at 9am 😻
Proper broody yesterday looking at my cousins newborn and how cute she is but today that all changed when H thought it would be fucking hilarious to chuck himself in a muddy puddle then have the audacity to kick off at me when I said home time 😳
Does anyone else's lad have a problem with someone but don't have the balls to say anything so you do the airing out and then you look like the crazy one whilst they act proper false and act like nothing's wrong? Fuck offfff
Just a reminder for people who refuse to give money to homeless people in case they spend it on drugs, if you had to sleep on concrete you’d be on crack too